"Fool, you left without your key."
As he finished speaking, he didn't give Zoe Yale a chance to respond and bent down to kiss her forehead.
It was just a brief peck, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and he quickly pulled away.
"Wow—" There was an audible gasp from those around them.
They stared incredulously at the scene before them.
If anyone was unsure why Charles White had been staring at Zoe Yale just moments ago, now the mystery was solved!
Only people living together would share a key.
And that kiss from Charles White...
Zoe Yale couldn't see it, but while kissing her, Charles White's eyes swept over the other men present.
The warning in his gaze was like a declaration of ownership.
Were they... were they dating?
"What key?" Zoe Yale looked up blankly at Charles White, who was particularly gentle today, snapping out of her daze.
She had just been scolding him, yet not only was he not angry, he was smiling at her so tenderly...
Wait, he just kissed her!
